I know you're anxious to learn everything, but you'll feel better if we take things slow." Okay, I think I see what you mean." She said. "I guess I'll...just have to be patient." Yep, you will." I paused then continued "Is here anything from your talks with mom yesterday that you want to share with me?" Well..." If you don't want to, that's okay. I understand." I said."No, there's some things I want to tell you, but ... but I guess I'm being silly after all we've done." at this she took a deep. I had hardly dipped finger inside her pussy when she began to shiver, squirm and moan then experienced what was apparently her first orgasm, drenching my hand with her love juices.I had to taste her, so lifted her onto the next lounger, laid her on her back, pulled her hotpants off in one go and buried my face into her pussy. I licked and sucked her sweet juices, licking her clitty and making her cum again and again, with her wriggling and moaning and pushing my head harder into her. He came in the den, gave me a peck on thelips and went to his room to get out of the tuxedo. I askhim to get me a glass of wine on his way back. He hadgotten close enough to me that I could tell that he hadbeen drinking and also making out with his girl friend andstill had a hard-on. I got a little excited and a littlejealous just thinking about it.He came back dressed in a short terrycloth robe carryingtwo glasses of wine and sat next to me on the couch. I gaveno thought to how I was dressed. And rehearsed as much to herself as for Sweetness' benefit the horrors they had been through. She talked and she talked, disjointedly, ramblingly, punctuated with questions of how Sweetness was, less from a need to know and more from a need to hear Sweetness reply through the globules of tears, mucus and blood in her mouth. Every now and then, Sweetness would interject with "Joy. Joy's dead. She's dead." She was evidently trying to comprehend the enormity of her situation.The flaps of the tent.